The love of rebirth of a wealthy family Guan Fengyue

Fifteen. An old friend said.

Before getting on the plane, Hou Qi had a meeting for thirteen hours in a row.Even though he was young, it was difficult for him to maintain such a long-term work intensity, so not long after the plane took off, Hou Qi fell into a deep dream.

The plane took off at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Hou Yan had a full sleep at home. On the way to the airport, he caught another sleep, so he was not very sleepy at the moment.

Hou Yan kept his hobbies from his previous life, and finally escaped from the cumbersome schoolwork. He didn't intend to continue entangled with various picture albums, so he took out a tablet, and Hou Yan began to look at it secretly. Tanmei novels.In his tablet, apart from storing a large number of sketches and photos, the rest are Tanmei novels with a full eight G.

What he was looking at was a swordsman novel, which was about the story of Lord Buddha and Master Xiu.Hou Yan watched it very attentively, the kind of prudence, abstinence, sexual aggression and enchanting feelings were very much in line with his taste.

The man sitting next to him peeked at Hou Jia through his sunglasses. Seeing that Hou Jia was completely immersed in the tablet in his hand, he simply pulled down his sunglasses by an inch, and looked carefully at Hou Jia...'s hand.

The boy's hands were very white, and his flesh and bones looked well-proportioned.These days, Li has also carved some small things, but every time the carving is finished, Li Siheng must remind him to apply hand cream and take good care of his hands.Strange to say, this body seems to have some extraordinary talents.It turned out that Hou Jia's hands were peeling and blistering all the year round. This is the occupational disease of every jade carver, and no matter how careful the maintenance is, it is useless.

But now, as long as the hands are washed every three or two days, a thick layer of hand cream is applied on them, and gloves are put on to restore their tenderness and smoothness.

Hou Yan didn't want to admit that when he was reborn, he clicked on the wrong skill points, and focused all his skills on his appearance. As for the other skills, they were all weak scum with negative five skills.

Hou Yan's hands were indeed very beautiful, and the man's gaze gradually became more focused.

Keenly aware of something strange, Hou Yan raised his eyes and forgot to glance at the man wearing sunglasses, then suddenly looked down at the tablet in his hand.

Jian Sanwen on the tablet in his hand... is currently going to the intense part.That is the legendary...meat.The abstinence attack and other things broke out, and they were still full of tricks. Watching the master of the Buddha brewing the sauce of Master Xiu, Hou Xiaojia suddenly blushed.

Uncomfortably buckling the tablet in his hand, Hou Xiaojun scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled uncomfortably at the man who had been staring at him.

The man in sunglasses glanced at him sullenly, and suddenly laughed. "Little brother's hobbies are really... special." The little Huang Wen, who made people blush, really didn't match the child's fair and clean appearance.

Hou Xiaojun shyly put the tablet in his hand into his bag, and laughed twice.For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

But in the end, the man in sunglasses couldn't help laughing, and waved his hands again and again, "It's okay, little brother, everyone has a bit of a hobby, hehehehe." He was originally a man with an upright face, but this hehehehe smile, It completely ruined his image, making him look a little wretched, but suddenly the distance between the two of them was shortened.

Although Hou Yan puts on the skin of a wealthy family, it needs to be admitted that in his bones, he is still that little bastard who wandered around the world.

The man took off the sunglasses that covered most of his face, and stretched out a hand to Hou Jia, "Shen Yi. Nice to meet you." While speaking, he stretched out his hand to Hou Jia.

Hou Yan looked at the face behind the sunglasses, and suddenly his face paled a few layers.Memories that had been clearly forgotten in the previous life came one after another, the wine glass was deliberately pushed, approached with malicious intentions, and then, the pain of bones being crushed.Hou Jia never thought about this person, but when he appeared in front of him again, Hou Jia still turned pale.

The hand that has been stretched out has not received a response for a long time.Shen Yi looked at Hou Jia with some doubts. Seeing his pale face, he thought he was airsick, so he quickly took the mineral water he had never drunk before, and handed it to Hou Jia, "Drink some water, you will feel much more comfortable."

Hou Jia took the water and took a shallow sip.He is not a person who holds grudges, what's more, his rebirth is not all Shen Yi's fault.He could understand, but he hadn't figured out what attitude he should use to face Shen Yi.Simply taking advantage of Shen Yi's thought that he was airsick, he closed his eyes.

Shen Yi rubbed his nose, he was not someone who liked to chat up casually during the journey, but the young boy in front of him, his fingers were very easy to think of another person.That person's appearance is not as thrillingly beautiful as the young man in front of him, and his hands are not as well-proportioned, white and delicate as the young man in front of him.However, Shen Yi felt inexplicably that their hands were very similar.

It's not the flesh-and-blood resemblance, but the inexplicable resemblance that seeps into the bone marrow.

The fact that Hou Yan was crushed to death in front of his eyes was something Shen Yi couldn't get over.He doesn't think it's a shame to fall in love with a man. Similarly, he doesn't think it's an unforgivable sin to use a little bit of caution and tricks when pursuing a lover.However, what if these scheming and methods have already harmed that person's life?

Shen Yi felt that for the rest of his life, his love for Hou Jia might recede, but that feeling of shame would only become clearer and deeper.So, he subconsciously paid attention to this little boy.

When Hou Qi woke up midway, what he saw was a man wearing sunglasses who was accosting his younger brother.Although he subconsciously dislikes men wearing sunglasses, Hou Qi always remembers that his family is a younger brother, not a younger sister. He cannot and does not need to take care of him for comprehensive protection anytime, anywhere.

Therefore, Hou Qi chose to wait and see.Seeing that his younger brother closed his eyes with some discomfort, Hou Qicai unbuckled his seat belt and walked to Shen Yi's side.

"Mister, let's change positions." Hou Yan and Hou Qi are seven to eight points alike in appearance, and it is easy for a discerning person to see the relationship between the two.However, Hou Qi still explained, "My younger brother doesn't look very well. I'm by his side, so it's convenient for me to take care of him."

Shen Yi nodded, Hou Yan opened his eyes to make way for him, and then Shen Yi and Hou Qi changed seats.

The appearance of Shen Yi just now shocked Hou Jia's heart, but at this moment, Hou Qi sat beside him, smelling the familiar smell from his brother, Hou Jia actually fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Hou Qi asked the stewardess to cover him with a thin blanket, and opened the tablet in the waiting bag by himself to play games for a while.He usually does not have these things.When he was very young, his father taught Hou Qi not to lose his mind by playing with things.Later, their Hou family's fortunes were in decline, so Hou Qi was not allowed to have extra hobbies.

However, Hou Qi is only a man in his 20s after all, he still has curiosity.Seeing how exciting Hou Li is playing games on weekdays, he also wants to try it occasionally.

Swipe open the screen lock of the tablet, and the page still stays where it was opened before.The dense text made Hou Qi's scalp tingle a little, but his cursory glance made him gasp.

What "sensitive small acupoint", what "dripping juice", what "ambiguous moaning", almost blinded Hou Qi's eyes, and made him almost throw the tablet in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Hou Qi directly unplugged the battery of the tablet and threw the battery under the seat, not minding the accidentally broken nails.

Hou Qi was like pinching his younger brother's little face hard, and after waking him up, he asked him why he read such a mess of novels. Huo, Hou Qi didn't have the heart after all.He just stuffed the tablet back into the bag viciously, pulled off the blindfold, and began to close his eyes again to rest his mind.

After a lengthy flight, the plane finally landed in Myanmar.The people under Hou Qi's subordinates were already ready to pick up their car, and the short distance from the parking apron to the exit still made the two brothers sweat a lot.

The temperature in July in Myanmar is extremely high, and the sun is also the most vicious.Hou Yan's face was slightly red from the sun, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, coupled with the exhaustion from the long journey, he looked a little languid.

In fact, Hou Yan really felt that he was about to wither.It is like a plant growing in the desert, competing with the sun for precious water.

The people waiting for the exit saw the two brothers with keen eyes, and hurried up to greet them, first handing them a bottle of ice water.

To say it is ice water is indeed an exaggeration.In Myanmar*, the outdoor exposure rate exceeds 5 minutes, even ice water can diffuse all the air-conditioning, leaving only a trace of coolness.

But Hou Yan was also so picky. After unscrewing it, he took a big gulp and then paused. After weighing the maintenance of image and physical comfort for a while, Hou Yan chose to pursue physical comfort without any psychological pressure. Comfortably, pour the leftover water over your head.

Half a bottle of mineral water completely wet the broken hair on Hou Jia's forehead, he stretched out his hand to stroke it, combed it with his hands, and stroked all the hair back.The plump forehead of the young man who went shopping was quickly exposed to the air, and the moisture that had been poured down just now evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a fine layer of sweat condensed.

Hou Yan tore his clothes impatiently, grinned and got into the car, and Hou Qi was already sitting in the car.

After rejecting Hou Yan's request to lower the temperature, Hou Qi ordered the driver to drive to the hotel.The boy's body is very clear, if the cold wind blows after the heat, he will definitely catch a cold.

Although the temperature inside the car was not low, it was much better than outside.This made Hou Yan a little more comfortable, and he also freed his attention to look at the scene outside the car window.

In his previous life, Hou Jia was well-known in the jade carving world, while his master was quite famous in the jade carving world.Under such circumstances, they seldom come into contact with rough stones, and more contact with jade materials that have been cut out.As for the origin of jadeite in Myanmar, Hou Yan has never been to it.

Probably because it is close to the public market, there are many small rough stone stalls on both sides of the road.Various documents are required to enter the real public market, and as tourists, these roadside stalls are enough for them to experience.

The speed of the car was speeding, and Hou Yan looked at the flying scene outside the window, but he couldn't hide the curiosity and joy in his eyes.He is such a person, it is easy to forget unhappy things.For others, apart from life and death, it is all trivial matters.But Hou Yan's heart is so big that life and death are trivial matters.

At least, being careless like this is what he shows and what he wants others to see.

Hou's car stopped in front of the hotel.And Li Siheng was standing at the door of the hotel, quietly waiting for their arrival.

The water on Hou Yan's head was still wet, and the broken hair in front of his forehead was pulled back, making the frail young boy look a bit sharper.

Li Siheng glanced up and down Hou Jia, with a smile in his eyes, nodded to Hou Qi, and then said to Hou Jia, "This is so beautiful. Spiritual."

"Huh?" After realizing that Li Siheng was talking to himself, Hou Jia grinned, and raised his eyebrows at Li Siheng proudly, "That's right, the young master is so pretty~"

"Go in soon, narcissist." Hou Qi slapped Hou Jia on the back of the head, and the two brothers laughed and laughed, and followed Li Siheng into the hotel.

The trip to Myanmar starts today.